Mo Qiqi was still thinking, is there still a scene in this fairy league that robbed the people's daughters?

But the afterglow swept to the faces of many monks with subtle expressions, and then looked at the direction of the source of the sound, which was where the alliance leader lived, and instantly comprehended......

This young league leader is really a strange person, who has accumulated habits over the years and has a soft spot for his little stepmother...... The female cultivator didn't look very happy, Mo Qiqi was a little hesitant, the alliance leader seemed to be resigned to this kind of thing, and the other monks all had a good look on their faces, if they rushed forward rashly, it didn't seem so suitable, after all, it was her boss who played the hooligan, and her status was not suitable for Lu Jian......

But the woman's voice sounded a little miserable, she herself is also a woman, so she can naturally hear that this is not a desire to welcome or refuse, if that woman is also the same as the other beauties in the West Garden, she is thinking in her heart whether it is to serve Lao Tzu or serve the small one, the difference is not big, then she can naturally watch the show with peace of mind, but as a woman, she is naturally more empathetic to the suffering suffered by the same woman.

Of course, if this kind of thing happens in this world, whether it is a man or a woman, most of them will find the reason from the woman and blame her, but Mo Qiqi is not that kind of person, as her cry became more and more poignant, she felt that it was not a good taste in her ears, and thought about it and walked towards the source of the sound.

She thought that she had just arrived, so she pretended that she didn't know that the young league leader had focused on sleeping with her mother for three hundred years.

This young alliance master probably drank a little too much, although most of the monks' alcohol consumption was very good, even if they drank a little too much, meditate and refine, and the strength of the wine will be dissipated.

But this young league master looked drunk and staggered, how much he drank, Mo Qiqi didn't know, but according to his cultivation, it must be true that people don't get drunk and everyone gets drunk.

His eyes were a little blurry, and he pressed a woman in a yellow shirt on the rockery, and her head rubbed against someone's neck for a while.

However, in this world, this is really a hooligan.

That woman only has the cultivation of building a foundation, even if she has the heart to resist, the young league master pinched her two hands and raised them above her head, she can only be like a kitten that has been carried by the neck, and it is not lethal if she moves her legs.

Mo Qiqi thought about it, stepped forward cheekily, grabbed one of the young alliance leader's arms, and forcibly pulled him off the body of the woman in yellow.

After the woman in yellow got out of trouble, it was too late, thank her, and quickly escaped!

The young league master's eyes are dilated at this time, and he looks groggy, and he probably can't tell what looks good or not, since Mo Qiqi pulled him up, he was about to rub Mo Qiqi's arm against her.

Mo Qiqi has rough skin and thick flesh and great strength, and when he is not using spells, he is not afraid of any monk at all, he pulls his arm with one hand, pushes his head with the other, pushes his head that is going to arch away from him, and then maintains such a strange posture and puts him out...

The corners of the other monks' mouths twitched when they saw him come out in this posture, and then the monks who were closer to her and worked under the Young Alliance Master came over to help her, and supported the Young Alliance Master from left to right...

Someone took a hand, she was naturally happy and relaxed, and walked back slowly behind, thinking in her heart that Cang Daming said that the young league master's heart is quite open-minded, and she shouldn't worry about herself for such a trivial matter......

After returning to his residence, nothing special happened for a few days, thinking that the young league master was drunk, he probably forgot what was going on that day, Mo Qiqi also put this matter behind him, practiced on weekdays, learned daggers, practiced acrobatics, and then went to Cang Daming every once in a while.

She originally wanted to pick a few talkative sets, and she had some contacts, but later found that these few talkative people often ran to Cang Daming, so it was also easy to get together, and everyone would get together at Cang Daming if they had nothing to do.

Although Mo Qiqi is a female cultivator, the separation between men and women between monks is not too serious, plus she is cautious but open-minded, she is a person worth befriending, plus every other day to offer some good wine and food, a group of people gradually become acquainted.

When their bosses don't go out to choose a house, their lives can be described as quite comfortable, so comfortable that Mo Qiqi sometimes feels that he is wasting his time?

Mo Qiqi's residence and Cang Daming's residence are relatively close, and he has arrived in half an hour slowly, and he has just finished gathering at Cang Daming's place today, and when he walked back, he passed by the water pavilion and saw a person sitting in the water pavilion, with his back to her, and his back was a little lonely.

Mo Qiqi didn't think much about it, and he didn't plan to come forward to disturb him more, he was about to leave, and suddenly woke up, this back, this gorgeous dress, isn't this their young alliance leader?

If it was an ordinary monk, she shouldn't have seen it, so as not to disturb others, but this person is her boss, isn't it bad not to go up and say hello when she sees it?

In addition, with a little bit of a desire to be almost, relying on sycophants to become a confidant or something, she rubbed her hands and leaned over secretly.

Now the color will be dark today, the last wave of sunset left has not fallen, reflected in the small lake in front of it, the waves are jagged, Mo Qiqi pondered, should he say hello or not?

After all, people now look like they are immersed in memories, and they shouldn't want to be disturbed by others, although she wants to pat others, but if she disturbs others, she may lose her favorability, so it's better to leave directly.

Just as she was thinking about how to speak, the young alliance leader suddenly moved to the side and motioned for her to sit down.

Well, that would save her the time to think of an opening statement, and sit down next to him obediently, waiting to see what he would say.

He was not in a hurry to speak, he rolled a willow leaf with his aura, put it to his lips, and blew a song, the tune was tactful and mournful, as if it came from the hand of a certain woman.

His strength was so well controlled that the leaves were still intact after blowing, and he reached out and threw them into the lake, then sighed, stood up, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the sky with a somewhat confused gaze.

So melancholy, so confused, so melancholy.

Cough...... The main thing...... Good secondary two.